Thomas: What are we doing here again?
Me: I’m picking up the canopies our friends borrowed.
Thomas: I WANNA SEE THE PEAS!
Me: The peas?
Thomas: Yeah, I wanna see the can of peas!
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Ruthie: Mom, is the chicken we eat the same as the REAL chicken that goes BAWK BAWK?
Me: Yup.
Ruthie: So we cook the chicken that is alive?
Me: Yes, but it’s not alive WHILE we’re cooking it.
Ruthie: [silence]
Me: How does that make you feel?
Ruthie [smiling]: Good. I like chicken!
Be warned: what you see here is not my best work. It is what Anne Lamott describes in Bird By Bird as a series of “shitty first drafts.” Blogging dragged me kicking and screaming out of creative constipation by getting me to actually write. So I do that. A lot. Without worrying about every word choice or comma placement.
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